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Do you have any like, gothic/spooky wearable diys? Thank you!

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Coyote Vertebra Necklace $18 🌙

All of our pieces are made with ethically sourced and cruelty free bones! 💀

Use coupon code PAWS10 to get 10% off your purchase ✨

All orders will come with a free gift to celebrate the relaunch of our shop! 💎

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The Signs As People I See At School
  • Aries: always uses google translate on assignments. please. stop that.
  • Taurus: dude who wore a bone necklace? were those real??
  • Gemini: always yelling. constantly. not that bad of a guy but my ears hurt
  • Cancer: please for the love of jesus stop!! misusing!! words!!!
  • Leo: wore a fursuit one day. the rest of the days is wearing a tail.
  • Virgo: god... really pretty... im so Gay
  • Libra: carries a skateboard everywhere?? thats not allowed in school!
  • Scorpio: that one kid thats always got test answers. you know the one
  • Sagittarius: home wrecker of high school dating somehow
  • Capricorn: i swear i see you looking at me out of the corner of my eye but when i take a peek at you youre just staring off into space
  • Aquarius: haha and then what ;)
  • Pieces: really cool, makes puns and i laugh but inside, im dying
In the Bones: Part One

Title: In the Bones

Rated: M (for violence and later chapters)

Words: 10K+

Summary:  Natsu and Lucy are from warring clans, each acting as a powerful warrior for their people. Natsu’s clan consists of skilled blacksmiths, crafting weapons from the earth and enchanting them with lost elemental magic. Lucy’s people are Spiritwalkers, powerful seers who can make contracts with ancient spirits from the bones they leave behind. (enemies to lovers AU)

AN: New AU for @constellunaa‘s birthday! Happy birthday Shana! Have a lovely day <3 This one is based on her warring clans AU which is AMAZING.

*also on FF, so please be sure to drop a review there and follow the story if you want to!


Lucy bends low over the bowl before her, cupping her hands to trap the gust from her lungs as she breathes life into the broken, forgotten splinters of bone. Cracked ribs lay before her, as well as the remains of a smashed skull, barely the size of her palm, small enough to cradle. They rattle when she blows warm air against them, shifting slightly, and she grins. Excitement sweeps through her, her hands trembling, and she has to steady herself before trying again.

She takes a deep breath, golden eyes slipping shut as she pushes passed her nerves, readying herself. Her eyes snap open once more, a faint shimmer of blue in her irises, and this time when she breathes into them, a pale, ghostly blue glow pulls from her lungs. It fans across the bones, and they quiver, clacking together wildly as she leans back, waiting for the creature to form, long forgotten pieces of itself finally becoming one.

Her eyes slam shut, her heart stuttering in her chest, and she bites her lip. Lucy’s lungs go still, the oxygen leaving her in a rush, and she reminds herself not to panic, her mind used to the loss of breath, though her body constantly rejects the feeling. Her lungs scream for air, her spirit flickering as she continues to breathe against the bones she found days earlier while out in the woods.

Eventually, she runs out of air, the blue glow leaving her and washing across the rattling bones, the sound growing so loud she can barely think. Lucy gasps for breath, coughing slightly, and winces as her chest aches, her life-force growing thin for a moment before coming back to her.

The consequences of walking with spirits were the first things Lucy was taught as a child, her mother making her promise never to spread herself too thin. There’s only so much a Spiritwalker can take, their lives much more fragile than others.

The bones fall silent a moment later. The rattling stops suddenly, and her eyes snap open, gold flickering in the early morning light spilling in through the open window. The wool rug beneath Lucy tickles at her skin, and the bones are quiet, as if nothing happened. For a moment, she frowns, eyes narrowing as she stares down at them, but then they shift again, though not because of her.

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